A/N: This is the Sequel to "Childhood Notes"
It takes place nine years later, when everyone is eighteen and in their senior year of high school. Thank you for all my reviewers, story alert people, favorite story people, favorite author people, and author alert people. You guys are what keep me writing: D
Olivia woke up feeling very rested. She hadn't gotten much sleep the past few days. She blinked her eyes into focus. It was then that she noticed Elliot was still in her bed. She glanced at the clock, Nancy had to be up. The sound of pots and pans confirmed it. She had most likely seen them.
Olivia whacked Elliot over the head with her pillow. He shot up and looked around, disoriented.
"Whazit?" he asked in a tired slur. He took one look at Olivia and their situation flooded into his mind.
"Crap."
"Ya' think?"
"Maybe she didn't see us." Said Elliot, trying to calm Olivia down.
"She saw us! I know she did!" hissed Olivia, getting out of the bed and pacing, "Oh man, we're dead. I'm probably gonna get kicked out! I'm eighteen; she could probably do it, too!"
Elliot watched Olivia pace up and down the room, babbling all of the things Nancy would do to her. He chuckled, which caught her attention.
"Why are you laughing?" she asked, "I'm not going down alone!"
"You're cute when you worry."
Olivia narrowed her eyes at him, "Bite me." And she went into the bathroom to brush her teeth.
The two went downstairs soon after, Elliot practically dragging Olivia down the stairs. They walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table. Nancy turned around from the stove.
"Good morning," she greeted with a smile. Olivia and Elliot glanced at each other. So maybe she hadn't seen…
"Oh, no. I did see you two this morning," said Nancy casually as she flipped a pancake over with the spatula.
"M-mom…" started Olivia nervously.
Nancy chuckled and put up a hand to stop her, "I won't say anything if you don't."
Elliot clapped his hands together, "Great. I'm hungry, are the pancakes ready yet?"
Casey and Alex walked were walking around aimlessly. They had gotten breakfast at a diner and now had nothing else to do.
"I've never been so scared before," Casey admitted out of the blue, looking at Alex, "Olivia is my best friend, and when Elliot called…" She trailed off.
Alex slipped an arm around her shoulders, "The good news is that she's okay. I'm sure she's going to be just fine."
Casey smiled up at Alex. Her mind was garbled at Alex's touch and she didn't trust her mouth to speak. They walked in silence for a few moments before Alex broke it.
"Thanks for being so nice to me," she said softly, "It sucks being the new kid, but you made it a lot more tolerable."
Casey scrunched up her nose, "Tolerable? Do you really have to use big words? I barely understand what you're saying."
Alex threw her head back and laughed. Without even thinking, she took Casey's hand in hers, swinging it between them as they continued to walk down the remote sidewalk. They continued to walk until they reached a nice looking house.
"This is me," said Alex, and Casey was sure she heard a tinge of disappointment in her voice, "Thanks for walking me."
Casey nodded, "Yeah, that's what friends are for."
"Yeah, friends…" Alex repeated. They looked into each other's eyes, green waves crashing into blue ones. Suddenly, Casey leaned forward and kissed Alex. It was short and sweet. She pulled away and blushed as Alex touched her hand to her lips.
"I'm sorry," Casey stuttered, "I wasn't thinking and―"
She was cut off by a pair of lips over her own. After a couple of seconds, Alex pulled away, backing away towards her house with a smile on her face.
"Bye, Casey!" she sing-songed and giggled as she ran into her house.
Casey stood, rooted to her spot as her mind mulled over what just happened. She walked down the block and began to jump up and down, screaming in excitement. Pedestrians who happened to pass by thought she was an escaped loony, but she didn't care at that point.
She kissed me!
Elliot and Olivia were in his [Elliot's] bedroom, just relaxing. Elliot was on his bed, his arms folded beneath his head. Olivia was sitting Indian style at the end of the bed. They were talking about random things when they heard the front door open and slam, followed by the sound of feet bonding up the stairs.
"She kissed me!" Casey squealed, bursting into the room, "Alex kissed me!" she hopped onto the bed and began to jump up and down.
Elliot stared at her for a moment as she jumped up and down before saying, "I didn't think girls could do that at our age."
Olivia glared at him and pulled Casey down, "She kissed you?" she repeated, and Casey nodded eagerly, "When? Where? More importantly, where was I?"
Casey began to relay the story to Olivia while Elliot rolled his eyes. He stood up.
"I'm going downstairs. All of this estrogen is getting to me."
The girls didn't even notice as he left the room. Once he was downstairs in the basement, Elliot plopped down onto the couch and grabbed the phone, dialing Fin's house number.
"Yo."
"Hey it's me," said Elliot.
"Good, I have to ask you something."
"What?"
Fin paused before asking, "Do you think Melinda would…go on a date with me?"
Elliot grinned, "You like her?"
"You sound like a little girl. I'm serious, man."
"Yeah," Elliot replied, "You should ask her out. The worst she could do is say no."
"And never talk to me again."
"You're so dramatic," Elliot rolled his eyes, "Listen, I need your input on something."
"Hit me."
"You know how I was supposed to go on that date with Olivia Friday? But then it got ruined? I want to make up for it, but I want it to be more romantic, you know?"
"So what are you thinking?"
"Well, I kinda want to take her to this cabin upstate. She's never been there, but I saw once when I went on vacation with my parents. I called, it's still there. I was thinking maybe we could go there for the weekend."
"And your parents are okay with that, you and your girlfriend going away for the weekend by yourselves in a cabin?"
"Probably not," sighed Elliot, "But I really want to do it. I just want to get her away from all of this, you know? She deserves so much."
"I hear ya," said Fin. This was followed by a few muffled words, "I gotta go."
"Okay, bye."
"Good luck. Later."
Elliot hung up the phone and scrubbed a hand over his face. He got up and was met by his mother, holding a basket of laundry.
Elliot's faced paled and then turned red, "How much did you hear?"
Nancy smiled, "I heard enough." She set the basket down on the floor and took a seat on the couch. She gestured for her son to do the same.
"I heard your idea, to take Olivia to the cabin," started Nancy, "And I think it's a wonderful idea."
Elliot sighed, "I know, Mom, but―" He trailed off, "What? Did you say yes?" he had expected her to say no.
"I said I think it's a wonderful idea," she repeated, "Olivia needs to get away from all of this drama, and the cabin is the perfect place."
Elliot should have thanked her and left, but a question came out of his mouth, "But we'll be alone, for the weekend." He looked at his mother's unchanging face, "Alone."
Nancy chuckled, "Yes, I know," she took Elliot's hands in her own, "But I trust you both enough to know that you wouldn't do anything to betray my trust. I'm sure your father will feel the same way."
"So…we can go?"
Nancy nodded. Elliot grinned and hugged his mother.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" he said, squeezing her tightly.
"Okay," laughed Nancy, "You can't go if I can't breathe!"
President's week! Whoo hoo! I have the best plot for when they grow up! OMG, it will blow your minds!
Peace in the Middle East,
-serenityrayne417
